I agree, and this is what I'm doing now, I guess. I left my country and moved to another continent because I knew I couldn't stay without the love of my life. Now we are both on different continents. I knew this would be the only way to focus, to start over, and survive. Before I left, I became actively suicidal, but just too late to get the means and commit to ctb. Now, I find the feelings followed me to this new place. Some days are better than others, but for most it's difficult to focus, to start from scratch, with the possibility of money running out. The blackness is hard to fight, but I manage to get out there and try my best in this job hunt to survive. A roller coaster ride of hope, despair, love, nothingness, life, death, reality and complete disbelief at times to be in a foreign world.
I don't want to sound negative though, as I agree with you, and maybe I was fortunate in a way to just give everything up and leave for nothing. It was the only way to start over, to reset. I wish sometimes it wasn't necessary, but as they say nothing is ever easy and isn't that what life is about? Learning things too late, the hard way. Anyways, Christiana or utopia, we can only hope and do our best. I wish you well on your journey, whether this may include a fresh start or not, wherever it may be, and wish you every success.